By Liz Carney
Staff Writer
Autumn
Time for leaves to change color,
red,
orange,
yellow,
Falling down to the ground
Time for scarves and hats,
covering small children jumping in piles of leaves
Time for colder weather,
nipping at exposed skin
A whole new world takes over,
breathtaking and beautiful
One last magnificent experience before Jack Frost takes over,
bringing bleakness and misery for what seems like a lifetime
Blissful
Sky blue
It taste like freshly baked brownies
It smells like recently cut grass
It sounds like birds chirping
It feels like a slight breeze
It looks like the first ray of sun in the morning
Rage
Red
It taste like rubber
It smells like burning wood
It sounds like a dog's bark
It feels like poison running through your body
It looks like a roaring lion
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